The will that's inside of us, it's dying, end is coming
It's too late to beg the pardons from the mother
It's too late to make it all go away
Killers
Wash me off inside
The pollution inside of us, suffocating me
Cannot, receive, the obvious
Callous minds against trust and confidence
Too late to give a damn

Sick with greed

Deserving no mercy, expelling by God's hand

The calling inside us
Swat at the flies, vomit disgust
We're killing ourselves
Cleanse the mess
We're killing ourselves

Cleanse the mess
No more pain, no more pain

Swat at the flies, vomit disgust
The sickness inside us, keeps you weak
Wait, wait, wait for the coming of the end
Line up, cattle and cut the neck
Cannot, receive, the obvious
Line up, cattle and cut the neck

The sickness

It's okay, the ending, it's over no more pain
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess
The leaders inside us, posturing
Too late to give a damn now

Drain us of life and cleanse, the mess
It's too late to save us from ourselves
Wait for the coming, the killing the ending, the plight of man
Line up, cattle and cut the neck
Cannot, receive, the obvious
Wash me off inside
Too late to make it all go away
Too late to save us from ourselves
Emotion, the hatred
It's too late to give a damn, now we'll sit and wait
Cleanse the mess
The science inside us, menacing

We're killing ourselves
The masses inside of us, suffering, they were bleeding

The calling
Too late to save us from ourselves
Goddamn we fucked up the circumstance
Cleanse the mess
The voices calling to us
Too late to beg pardons from the mother
Deafening, we're not listening